I was standing in a room of guys watching my older sister give a guy a blow job. She bobbed on his cock, he winced only once that I saw and was quickl...y rewarded with a spurt of cum. Heather gagged, tried to swallow, then made a face. The kid started to apologize."Oh, sorry was I supposed to..." No, no, you were fine. I'm getting used to it." He stepped aside, Heather wiped her face, number two said,"Hi. Wow I can't believe a babe like you is gonna suck me off." Heather made a face at him. Then. Any tension about the taboo situation disappeared like smoke out the window. I told her to smoke all she wants, and in a macho voice I spoke to an invisible crowd saying, "It is my main mission to properly ensure this fine young woman gets to her destination." Janet looked at at me, laughed, and smiled saying, "Oh? And how are you going to properly ensure such a thing?" I caught her sexual innuendo, but refrained on responding in-kind, instead joking, "Staying sober enough to remember how to. I could almost smell the foreignness on her — the heat, the desert, the history! All were etched on her face.Nor was she human. My eyes opened wide at the revelation. No — not human! Then what was she?Suddenly overcome with panic, I shrank away from her, but she wasn’t going to let me go. Her arms encircled me like iron, drawing me closer, just as I’d dreamed. Her scent suddenly washed over me, and my terror began to subside. I actually moaned with pleasure. Her smell was better than the most. My muscles were so tight, the knots were almost painful as he worked on them, but it was clear this guy knew what he was doing and was completely in charge.My masseur soon rotated his body behind me to work on my legs, starting with a firm foot rub and then grinding hard on my calves. I clenched my fists as the pressure increased, but I was not about to let this muscle bound knuckle head make me wuss out and ask him to go easier. Soon he was at my upper thighs and began to roughly pull my.